Tuesday. And so to sleep to awaken with the alarm to find it had indeed rained last night and looked as though it had just stopped this morning. Figured I wouldn't take any chances and so drove to breakfast thinking the car could use a little rain to wash off some of the dust, but no rain coming or going. The weather site is saying a fifty percent chance of rain today (later today?) with a ten percent chance tomorrow, Friday and Saturday. The forecast seems to change daily, but we'll hope for clear weather this weekend.
Again, lots of cloud cover, not sure what that will mean for getting outside later, a bit cold (they're saying perhaps some slight snow on the tops of the higher nearby hills tonight) and, I suspect, we'll be turning on the heat within the hour. Well, right now.
Later. Cold out there. The sun is out, but it's sweater with winter jacket weather, sun and fluffy white clouds or no. Still, a need to get outside and so a walk along the construction site to take the usual photographs, a walk on then to the 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream bar (cold, yes, but full of heat producing calories he rationalized) and back by the construction project to the apartment. Noon. Enough of this going outside into the cold.
Later still. An afternoon futzing around with the computer reading news web sites and lying down on the bed watching stuff on the tablet. I'm not sure this is the best use of one's time, fuzzy headed or not. But nothing new in any of it here in Oakland.
Evening. Nothing on television. I'm down to three PBS stations, the 24 hour a day French news channel (that I can't receive all that well) and an alternate station that seems to run nothing but CSI this and that variations I find irritating and unpleasant. Sounds like the younger me when I had other things I did to take up my time. Books, for example.